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[phormthevixdjinn]

As much as it makes me sick to my stomach, I suppose I am not meant to be anything. I'm not meant to be a part of a community. I'm not meant to even have friends.

I'm not part of a community, I'm a part of an audience. I don't have friends, I have people I observe and do not interact with, people who don't know I exist, people who couldn't care less that I do - because why would they? I'm nothing.

I'm not a creator, I'm meant to be a consumer. I'm meant to contribute my labor to a company so they can make a profit, and spend my limited money and free time buying and consuming media others generate. I'm a hollow husk, an empty and pointless thing. I will be until I inevitably perish in an absurd and meaningless death, punctuating a similarly absurd and meaningless life. And no one will particularly notice or care.

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[bycharlottefinn]

No matter how it feels at the moment: I am, and will continue to be, your friend.

[phormthevixdjinn]

Thank you.

And I'm sorry.